Change of Scenery
Days turned into weeks and months as nothing out of the ordinary occurred for Lucky and Cheryl. He hadn't seen any of the other women that had been so important in his life.
He often lied awake at night and thought of Addison. He wondered what she was doing. He wondered if she ever thought of him the same way he longed for her. He missed her. He missed her voice. He missed her sense of humor. Cheryl never quite got when he was joking or if he was serious so he eventually stopped trying to be funny around her. He missed Addison's touch. He missed her body.
Cheryl was amazing for him and he had no complaints. She always thought of him and it was a daily activity that she would give him a little gift to just show her appreciation. He wished she would stop giving him things. Every gift was another stab of guilt as he thought about the woman he couldn't get out of his mind.
Cheryl had taken the time off from her work and the time she took was more than her boss found acceptable for a new partner, so her promotion had been given to another lawyer at the firm. His master was pretty sad about that fact at first. He remembered her attempting to drink away the disappointment the night she found out.
It was an early summer day that Cheryl ran into the living room, where Lucky was watching something on tv, and shared the news.
"I got a job offer as a partner to another firm," she shouted in glee at him.
He offered an excited smile in return and asked her for more details.
She had explained that her new job was in a city in another state. They were going to move.
"It's perfect, Lucky," she had told him as she straddled his lap on the couch. "I can't stand living here anyway. Too many bad memories of Vicki and getting shot and all. Now we can both have a fresh start!"
Dread had washed over him at first, but he only shrugged it away. Addison was the only person holding him back from wanting to leave in the first place and considering she hadn't even attempted to contact him since Cheryl had come back for him, he thought gaining distance from her would be what's best.
He then had sex with Cheryl on the couch at that very moment. The sex had been great with her since her return. She seemed more adventurous than before and even came up with things that he hadn't thought of. She had made it a point to learn every turn on that he had, even if he didn't realize he had that turn on.
He had grown accustomed to her body. To her smells and sounds. He knew every inch of her and giving that they tried new things, the sex never got boring.
The plane flight had been something of nightmares for Lucky. He had never flown before and once the tires of the bus with wings stopped rolling, he swore he'd do whatever was in his power to avoid doing so again.
Cheryl didn't mind the flight. Of course, Cheryl got to fly in the front of the plane and not in the men's holding chamber.
They called a taxi that took them through the gigantic city. Lucky looked around in awe as every building seemed to reach higher in higher in attempts to touch the sky itself. He thought the city back where they came from was big, but the sights in front of him now made his old home look like a small town.
Once the taxi stopped, the two got out and walked to closed double doors made of glass. She waved some kind of card across a small scanner by the doors and a click sound signified that the doors unlocked.
She pushed the doors open and he followed her inside. They stepped into a huge lobby with a woman behind the desk wearing a great smile on her face to greet them.
"Welcome to Blue Stables Apartments," the woman said as Cheryl approached her. Lucky stayed back, unsure of the proper process for a man in the building.
Cheryl shared a small but friendly conversation with the woman before walked back across the lobby to Lucky once more.
"Our apartment is on the twentieth floor," she said with excitement shining in her eyes. "Our apartment is twenty D."
Lucky followed Cheryl toward the elevator. She was practically skipping. He hadn't seen her this happy in a long time. The hidden sadness of her eyes was almost completely gone.
He stepped aside to let a group of women out of the elevator and stepped inside once the area was clear. He looked back to see a few glancing at him, but their stares were not the stares of hatred that he had grown accustomed to, but stares of intrigue.
The elevator doors started to close and he looked up to see a woman dashing toward them and shouting for someone to hold the door. She held multiple shopping bags in each hand that swayed back and forth to her steps. Her foot must have gotten hooked on something because she fell forward, dropping her bags in order to catch herself with her hands.
"Lucky," Cheryl said as he placed his hand between the closing doors and ran toward the woman to help her.
He shook his head in disbelief as he made his way to the woman. She might not appreciate a pathetic man trying to help her when she was fully capable of helping herself, but he knew that his desire to leap into action was something that had helped him and his master in the past and refused to let such a quality go.
He dropped down next to her.
"Are you okay?" He asked as she started to laugh.
"I'm fine," she said as she looked up at him. "Thanks."
He offered his hand and to his surprise, she accepted it. He pulled her up and took a better look once she was picking her bags back up.
Her blonde hair was longer than he had ever seen before with it dropping to her lower back. Her height was about average, but her muscular physique reminded him of Rebecca from back home. Her skin was tanned to point of looking bronze and her dark blue eyes seemed to pierce right through him as he handed her the last bag.
"Thanks again," she said with a smile.
He returned the smile as he glanced down her body. He tried to do it quickly so that she couldn't tell, but a knowing smile on her lips told him that he wasn't fast enough. She wore a light gray business suit tight enough to showed her every curve. Her breasts were large, but firm looking and she smelled like a flower.
"You're new here yes?" she asked as the two walked toward the elevator that Cheryl was holding open.
"Yes miss," He started.
"Lois," she finished for him. "No miss. Just Lois will do."
Lucky was taken aback by how polite a stranger was being to him. Why wasn't she treating him like a worthless object? Why was she being so nice to him in a public area?
"Are you okay?" Cheryl asked once they stepped into the elevator.
"I'm fine," Lois said with a laugh. "Thanks to your man here. I'm Lois."
"I'm Cheryl," his master offered. "And this is Lucky."
"Lucky?" Lois repeated with a cocked eyebrow and the same smile from earlier. "That's a good name."
"What floor are you going to?" Cheryl asked as she pressed the button on the elevator.
"Twenty," Lois answered.
Cheryl quickly turned with a smile stretched across her face and her eyes wide.
"Us too," she declared, which drew a more genuine smile from Lois. "What a coincident that we'd meet like this."
"I guess me falling turned out to be a good thing after all," Lois stated, attempting to hold the same amount of excitement as Cheryl. "It makes a good icebreaker."
